She sighs. "Well, he was wrong." She says, firmly. "There's a hierarchy. She was a Mistress, and he made her one." She understands how things are done. She sighs, swirling her feet in the warm water. "That's the way it's supposed to be done. Mistresses, those who serve a patron are the highest ranking, followed by the Mistresses and Masters of Houses." She waves. "There are others, but they don't really matter." She says to him.